Thanks for coming back for more of my story and testimony about what’s been going on with me and the ME-gan Lifestyle. As last I left off, I was describing how once you get off a straight path, even if just a ‘step,’ it is no longer a straight path; and how once the forbidden fruit, if you will, touched my lips and seeped through my system…like evil on a cold dark night, I began to slowly lose control. It’s TWUE it’s TWUE!!
I describe this venture as…The Fall From Eden.
Once I decided to take the great “Non-ME-gan excursion” it was a down hill spiral, weaved ever so subtle (oh what a tangled web we weave!), so that I not see my own body’s demise quick enough to start recovery before too much damage was done.
It was my choice…I had decided to test what the experts say, perhaps they were right I thought; once the body is cleansed and detoxified, one can slowly reintroduce the “BAD STUFF” back into their system. I dabbled in non- ME-gan eating and low & behold, my body cried out. It was not an overnight catastrophe. Just as good results take time, so do bad results – sometimes. There are times when both are immediate.
Let me start with this… when I first embraced the ME-gan Lifestyle, it took me 1 year to lose 35 lbs. During the past 6 months, eating ’30 to 40 %’ non ME-gan, I gained 15 lbs back. But weight is the least of it (I think); my headaches came back (not full-blown migraines), pimples came back; lethargy came back, depression came back, achy joints came back, and I even noticed some of my Raynaud’s returning. SHOCKING? You decide.
As I said in my previous blog, I started to eat no-boundaries style once a month. It soon turned into twice a month, and then eventually got to once a week. I never did it daily. I was able to keep it to once a week at most. This was only because I felt horrible after each non-ME-gan meal. If temptation had won, I would have gone back to a daily occurrence. Thank God for His protection, no matter how small it may seem at the time.
I was not a happy person. It seemed that life hit me all at once. I had ‘middle age’ going on and my hormones were (and still are, I’m sure) out of wack; I had gained weight; all the ailments I mentioned above were back and I was struggling with life, finances, and family. Mostly, my son who has served in two wars, both the Iraq & the Afghanistan wars, was home, but not himself. The boy who went to war, was lost, and came back broken – a mother’s nightmare. My life was falling apart. My bad luck, or ‘dark cloud’ if you will, had timed this food war just right, so it too lined up with all the other mountains I was facing.
I will leave you with this for now, and again, please do soak it all in. Things do not always seem the way they appear. This may or may not be going in the direction that you would think; but then again, maybe it is.
Things aren’t always as complicated as they may seem either!
Please do come back and tune in this week to hear more of my story about “The Fall From Eden.”
Pure, non-compromised ME-gan love to you and yours!